[He would have felt better if Stiles had lashed out; now he doesn't know what he feels. There's no victory, no satisfaction at the answer, just a hard, long look as he studies his warden, knows that it's true and sees what Stiles doesn't say. Sees that it's a dick move, but feels no remorse for all of that.
Just because people don't look at the unpleasant possibilities in life doesn't mean they aren't there and won't gate-crash even a perfect life. Dean let himself look away from them too long. It still doesn't feel like victory to have pulled the answer out where they both can see it, but there's something like relief and discomfort in it, too. Stiles would keep going but he wouldn't be the same.
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Just because people don't look at the unpleasant possibilities in life doesn't mean they aren't there and won't gate-crash even a perfect life. Dean let himself look away from them too long. It still doesn't feel like victory to have pulled the answer out where they both can see it, but there's something like relief and discomfort in it, too. Stiles would keep going but he wouldn't be the same.
The hunter nods, and turns for the door.]
I'll get outta your face.